Tag: Texas

My mom is absolutely right. Now that this blog and my Instagram page are getting more attention, I’ve been getting more invites and offers to try food around town. And when I go these places, I make sure that I’m hungry – mainly so that I’ll feel less guilty when I inevitably stuff my face and am too full to workout afterwards. So naturally, I can understand why when I write about restaurants that treat me, people may question the legitimacy of my words. I get that. There’s not much I can do to change that. What I CAN tell you, however, is that I loved my Driskill dining experience so much that I will be taking my parents – ie the hardest to please self-proclaimed food critics – to eat there. Continue reading →

What’s with the word ‘y’all‘? You know, just two words just… pushed together. Are we all allowed to do that, because if so, I say why stop there? You know, your – your new poodle could be your noodle. And fried chicken? Could be fricken. Waiter, waiter, ‘scuse me, I’ll have the fricken! – Chandler Bing

‘Drum’ roll please…

*Waits for awkward laughter to end*

Gus’s World Famous Fried Chicken is by far the best in Austin. Hands down. I think about it once a day. And when I’m eating it, I can’t stop until I’ve had at least 4 pieces of that perfectly seasoned and fried perfection. No, I am not being paid to say this. In fact, I’ve dropped a load of my own money just to go back time and time again to eat there. So now, I’ve finally decided to write about it. Continue reading →

Come on, dad, be a foodie. You’re already a fatty and a drunky – Bart Simpson

It’s not even debatable – Fareground is currently the newest rage in our town. And why wouldn’t it be? It’s an indoor food truck park on steroids. It features 6 food establishments, almost all of which are already well known in the ATX. Continue reading →

Kids, you tried your best and you failed miserably. The lesson is never try – Homer Simpson

I was tired and hangry. My friends had just come into town and I had been holding off on eating so that we could all eat together. Two of them were here to get tattoos, so I knew that I was in for at least another 2 hour wait once they arrived. I originally wanted to eat at a restaurant close to the tattoo parlor, but as time passed, I knew that we were cutting it close on time. Instead, I had another friend pick a place that was opened past 11PM. That’s how we landed on College Roadhouse.

I love being surprised… the good way. It makes me feel a flurry of emotions in a very short span of time, and it reminds me that life is filled with unexpected twists and turns. It can be as simple as someone leaving a bag of chips on your desk for no reason, or as miraculous as a family member getting pregnant after years of trying (and trust me, I’m speaking from experience here). But a FOOD surprise? That’s rare. In fact, the older you get, and the more your palette develops, the less likely your jaw will drop from a new food experience. Here, I even took the time to graph it: Continue reading →